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No demonstration at all in the streets
Yeah, check
No, no one against us, against me for what?
Because I am not president
But, but, but they
They love me, all my people with me, they love me all
But if they do love you
They, they will die to, to protect me, my, my people
(I'm working on dying)
(BNYX)
Bruce Wayne Kane
750S, Bruce Wayne, crazy, batshit
I put all the jokers in the smoker, it's a wrap, bitch
Yeah, check
No, no one against us, against me for what?
Because I am not president
But, but, but they
They love me, all my people with me, they love me all
But if they do love you
They, they will die to, to protect me, my, my people
(I'm working on dying)
(BNYX)
Bruce Wayne Kane
750S, Bruce Wayne, crazy, batshit
I put all the jokers in the smoker, it's a wrap, bitch
Still feel the pressure and the tension from my past tense
Gun shots, mama cryin', these the sounds of blackness
Tears in my pillow as I lay in the dark (Ah)
Broken soul, but I mastered turnin' pain into art
Fuck that, I mastered turnin' 'caine into heart
I showed my homies how to wrap and ship it to theyself and break it apart
Bitch, I done shot out with the best of them, buried all the rest of them
Niggas steppin' and hard-pressin', I set the precedent
Give a fuck if you hard-body or God-body
Bitch, I play with paper like origami, a homicidal hobby
Yeah, and your baby mama just a hobby
Hit it and I blocked her on Twitter, that bitch'll never find me (Bitch)
Gun shots, mama cryin', these the sounds of blackness
Tears in my pillow as I lay in the dark (Ah)
Broken soul, but I mastered turnin' pain into art
Fuck that, I mastered turnin' 'caine into heart
I showed my homies how to wrap and ship it to theyself and break it apart
Bitch, I done shot out with the best of them, buried all the rest of them
Niggas steppin' and hard-pressin', I set the precedent
Give a fuck if you hard-body or God-body
Bitch, I play with paper like origami, a homicidal hobby
Yeah, and your baby mama just a hobby
Hit it and I blocked her on Twitter, that bitch'll never find me (Bitch)
Put you in the wall like The Wire, family'll never find him
Opps can't do show in my area, got the hood behind me
Yeah, on the Fin, I got the hood behind me
ZO6 trunk in the front, gotta pop the hood behind it
Let me bust her friend wide open, guess she was open-minded
Hit her on the side, but she broke the code when she broke the silence
I be on resorts while my lil' niggas resort to violence
Rabbit vision radiate niggas like I see ultraviolet
Cut my last bitch, let her eat the meat if she toss the salad
Put the bitch in the Uber black as I kill a ho with kindness (Hahaha)
Opps can't do show in my area, got the hood behind me
Yeah, on the Fin, I got the hood behind me
ZO6 trunk in the front, gotta pop the hood behind it
Let me bust her friend wide open, guess she was open-minded
Hit her on the side, but she broke the code when she broke the silence
I be on resorts while my lil' niggas resort to violence
Rabbit vision radiate niggas like I see ultraviolet
Cut my last bitch, let her eat the meat if she toss the salad
Put the bitch in the Uber black as I kill a ho with kindness (Hahaha)
Yeah, royal treatment for my niggas slidin'
Yeah, Royal Oak, I told 'em, "Hold the diamonds"
Black-balled me, niggas, they labeled me like a fuckin' problem
Tried to hold me back, but I'm breakin' through like a busted condom
Sixteenth seed, bitch, I'm breakin' through, like a buster bracket (Yeah)
Big money, it ain't a wonder your nigga Fred savage
Aston Martin music, tell Ricky I got the red Vantage
Switched the shit to neon
Put hoes in a transfer portal just like I'm Deon
While smashin' on these peons
It's money on the table, I'll smack a nigga like cleon
I keep a tusi pack, pink bunnies, they get they ski on
Yeah, Royal Oak, I told 'em, "Hold the diamonds"
Black-balled me, niggas, they labeled me like a fuckin' problem
Tried to hold me back, but I'm breakin' through like a busted condom
Sixteenth seed, bitch, I'm breakin' through, like a buster bracket (Yeah)
Big money, it ain't a wonder your nigga Fred savage
Aston Martin music, tell Ricky I got the red Vantage
Switched the shit to neon
Put hoes in a transfer portal just like I'm Deon
While smashin' on these peons
It's money on the table, I'll smack a nigga like cleon
I keep a tusi pack, pink bunnies, they get they ski on
We screamin', "Fuck the world," heart cold, sprayed it with Freon
Got millions in the bank and I still feel like a slave
My real life your entertainment, these bills gotta get paid (Got to get paid)
I was in the DeVille, choppin' on blades
Man, I miss my nigga Sodi, I still remember them days, yeah ('Member them days, yeah)
Uh, man, I miss my nigga Sodi, I still remember them days, yeah (Days, yeah)
Uh, just a young nigga sittin' on millions, tryna get paid, yeah (Paid, yeah)
Uh, yeah, man, I miss my nigga Sodi, I still remember them days, yeah (Days, days)
Still a young nigga, sittin' on millions, tryna get paid, yeah (Yeah)
Got millions in the bank and I still feel like a slave
My real life your entertainment, these bills gotta get paid (Got to get paid)
I was in the DeVille, choppin' on blades
Man, I miss my nigga Sodi, I still remember them days, yeah ('Member them days, yeah)
Uh, man, I miss my nigga Sodi, I still remember them days, yeah (Days, yeah)
Uh, just a young nigga sittin' on millions, tryna get paid, yeah (Paid, yeah)
Uh, yeah, man, I miss my nigga Sodi, I still remember them days, yeah (Days, days)
Still a young nigga, sittin' on millions, tryna get paid, yeah (Yeah)
I fuck with Freddie Gibbs all the time, he live out here (Yeah, tryna get , tryna get paid)
You know what I'm sayin'? That's my motherfuckin' brother
I send for a song, he gon' do it
He ask me for anything, I'm gon' do it with him (Try tryna get paid)
You know what I'm sayin'? That's my brother
We ain't never changed up, switched up (Try tryna get paid)
(I'm working on dying)
Came a long way, man, people thought he was gon' fall after that
(BNYX)
But I stayed on his ass, you know what I'm sayin'? (Try tryna get paid)
And stayed in touch with him
Liftin' his spirit up while he was down, you feel me? (Try tryna get paid)
He did the same thing when I was down
When he had got out, I end up goin' down to do my time (Try tryna get paid)
You know what I'm sayin'? I was there, like, anything, reach out to him and all that, you know what I'm sayin'?
It was nothin' ever denied to me (Yeah, tryna get paid)
(I'm working on dying)
(BNYX)
(I'm , I'm )
He did the same thing when I was down
When he had got out, I end up goin' down to do my time (Try tryna get paid)
You know what I'm sayin'? I was there, like, anything, reach out to him and all that, you know what I'm sayin'?
It was nothin' ever denied to me (Yeah, tryna get paid)
(I'm working on dying)
(BNYX)
(I'm , I'm )
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